To them Sir John.
Mill. You've made a quick despatch, sir.
Sir John. We have done nothing, madam; our man of law was not within—but I must look for some writings.
Mill. Where are they laid?
Sir John. In the portmanteau in the drawing-room.
[Is going to the door.
Mill. Pray stay a little, sir.
Warn. [At the door.] He must pass just by me; and, if he sees me, I am but a dead man.
Sir John. Why are you thus concerned? why do you hold me?
Mill. Only a word or two I have to tell you. 'Tis of importance to you.
Sir John. Give me leave—